Chapter 3816: The Goal of Quantliang Huang
On White Desolate Star, blood clouds churned violently.
The breach in the Grand Qi Ancestral Symbol Divine Formation had long been repaired by the Corpse Burying Man, blocking Quantliang Huang outside.
In truth, the fact that Shang Tian’s demon corpse and Wubian had been able to open this breach was itself intentional on the Corpse Burying Man’s part, a plan to lure the enemy in and then shut the door to beat the dog.
White Desolate Star’s power indeed would not actively attack members of the Undying Blood Clan.
But if someone controlled this power, even Quantliang Huang, who possessed the bloodline of the Undying Blood Clan, would find it no easy task to forcibly enter White Desolate Star.
The appearance of the Corpse Burying Man made Wubian and the remaining few Heavenly Knight Zhutian all look grim.
Who could have imagined that the Undying Blood Clan’s foundation was so deep? Besides the Undying War God, they had hidden away such an ancient undying existence?
Even more critically, given their cultivation levels, they simply could not escape White Desolate Star.
The Hall Master’s expression shifted constantly, growing uglier by the moment.
He knew of the legends surrounding the “Corpse Burying Man,” but the Undying War God had long cultivated on White Desolate Star and almost never involved himself in the Undying Blood Clan’s internal affairs, resource distribution, or the struggles of the ten tribes. Thus, he had assumed the Undying War God was this generation’s guardian of White Desolate Star.
He also believed that the Undying War God had arranged for Ice Emperor to step back from the forefront, intending him to be the next guardian of White Desolate Star.
Now, it seemed he had been utterly mistaken.
He, the dignified Hall Master of the Undying Divine Temple, the most powerful figure in the Undying Blood Clan, had been kept in the dark about such a secret.
And yet, Xue Jue War God, a mere junior, seemed to have long known of the Corpse Burying Man’s existence.
Why?
Though resentment burned within him, he dared not let it erupt at this moment. After some deliberation, he clasped his hands in salute to the old black-clad man and said, “Senior, my grudge with Xia Huangchao is a personal matter…”
Before he could finish explaining, Ice Emperor said, “If it’s a personal grudge, why bring outsiders to White Desolate Star?”
With the Undying Bone in his possession, Ice Emperor’s injuries healed extremely quickly, and he had already returned to his peak state, his blood energy surging within.
The old black-clad man narrowed his eyes, fixed his gaze on the Hall Master, and said, “Do you know why I look down on you?
You clearly have grand ambitions but lack the talent to match, yet you focus solely on schemes and plots.
As the Hall Master of the Undying Divine Temple, you have not a shred of pride.”
“The previous Hall Master must have been blind in both eyes to have chosen you.
With all the resources of the Undying Divine Temple poured into you, you still couldn’t reach the Indestructible Infinite level, surpassed by the Undying War God, a junior far younger than you.”
“To be honest, compared to you, I even prefer Luo Can a little more, even if he has now become the Quantliang Huang of the Quantity Organization.”
The old black-clad man’s gaze was filled with disdain. Then, he turned his eyes back to the human head dharma manifestation in the sky.
Luo Can was the name of the Fulu Divine Venerable.
Fulu Divine Venerable had half Rakshasa bloodline and half Undying Blood Clan bloodline, a descendant of the Daluo Heavenly Venerable, belonging to the imperial bloodline of the Tianluo Divine Kingdom, a generation older than Luo Yan Great Emperor.
But his imperial bloodline was very thin, belonging to a distant branch, unqualified to inherit the throne.
Being publicly humiliated like this was a complete loss of face, and the Hall Master’s heart burned with rage.
“Thank you for the praise, Teacher Qi.”
The human head dharma manifestation said this, then added, “Teacher Qi has been trapped on White Desolate Star all along, living within a shroud of burial cloth—how dull, how agonizing. Your student intends to send Teacher Qi to rest today.”
The old black-clad man clicked his tongue and laughed, “It’s rare that you still call me Teacher Qi; you’re a good student.
But I haven’t lived enough yet and don’t wish to rest.”
The human head dharma manifestation said, “Teacher Qi’s blood energy has severely declined, and the Undying Blood Clan values blood energy above all. More importantly, Teacher Qi primarily cultivates martial arts, with weak spiritual power. Even if you control the Grand Qi Ancestral Symbol Divine Formation, I fear you cannot stop me.”
“But once a teacher, always a teacher. Your student truly does not wish to see Teacher Qi end up with bones scattered and form destroyed. I ask once more: hand over White Desolate Star, shed the burial cloth, and rest underground.
Your student will surely build a divine tomb for Teacher Qi on White Desolate Star, ensuring no one disturbs your corpse.”
Zhang Ruochen caught the subtext: Was Quantliang Huang after the divine corpses of the Undying Blood Clan’s ancient gods buried on White Desolate Star since time immemorial?
The old black-clad man said, “Besides Qingtian Ancestor, how many ancient strongmen of the Undying Blood Clan have had their remnant souls descend into this era?”
The human head dharma manifestation did not hide the truth, saying, “Several dozen, I suppose. It was with my help that they were able to descend successfully.”
Everyone present was shocked.
But these were merely remnant souls descending; presumably, their divine bodies still lay buried on White Desolate Star, not yet fully possessed.
The human head dharma manifestation shifted tone again, saying, “These several dozen remnant souls of the Undying Blood Clan’s ancient strongmen are far inferior to Qingtian Ancestor. Even if they complete possession, they won’t amount to much.
So, I refined their divine souls to heal the injuries I suffered ten thousand years ago.”
Ten thousand years ago, Quantliang Huang had been severely wounded by Haotian, with even large portions of his spiritual power soul mist taken away.
Blood Butcher was stunned, then grinned to himself, muttering, “Why did these ancient strongmen bother to leave behind remnant souls? Once glorious and invincible, their names passed down through the ages, yet descending into this era, they are treated worse than pigs and dogs, like so many divine herbs, becoming food and slaves for the powerful.”
Qingyun Que and those Heavenly Knight Zhutian all glared angrily at Blood Butcher.
Blood Butcher was intimidated by their stares, shivered, and quickly moved closer to A Fuya for protection.
But he found that A Fuya’s gaze at him was also extremely unfriendly.
Blood Butcher recalled her origins and quickly smiled ingratiatingly, “The First Queen is different from them. My senior brother treats his women with great care, and besides, you carry his child—different, completely different…”
A Fuya was also startled by Quantliang Huang’s actions. The divine souls of people like her were indeed immensely beneficial to contemporary cultivators, not just for healing wounds.
People like them mostly had deep, unique insights into cultivation, allowing contemporary cultivators to glimpse the mysteries of higher realms.
Especially the remnant souls of Ancestors.
Even Heavenly Venerable-level beings, or even Half-Ancestors, would be very interested in Ancestor remnant souls.
This was the most direct way for them to preview the path of the Ancestor realm!
Would Zhang Ruochen one day use the Earth Cauldron to refine her, to heal his wounds or break through realms?
In truly extreme circumstances, Zhang Ruochen might not hesitate to do so.
After all, her relationship with Zhang Ruochen was merely one of mutual benefit.
Of course, she understood what kind of person Zhang Ruochen was. If he were truly as Blood Butcher described, she could indeed rest easy and not worry about such things.
But…
She was an Ancestor!
Since ancient times, no Ancestor had ever been known to submit to another.
Blood Butcher saw A Fuya withdraw her gaze and thought this senior sister-in-law must agree with his reasoning. His courage swelled, and he glared at those Heavenly Knight Zhutian, saying, “What are you staring at me for?
Is it my fault you’re being treated like food?
Do you believe that if Quantliang Huang gets injured again today, he’ll use you to heal himself?”
The Heavenly Knight Zhutian’s killing intent grew thicker, their murderous aura reaching the heavens, but no one spoke to refute him.
The old black-clad man pondered for a moment, then said, “I heard you’ve cultivated the Corpse Driving Soul Controlling Art. So, your true purpose in coming to White Desolate Star is to raise the divine corpses of all the ancestors, to forge an army of divine corpses?”
The human head dharma manifestation said, “Exactly! If I can forge an army of divine corpses from the Undying Blood Clan, I will have the strength to contend with Heavenly Venerable-level beings.
I ask Teacher Qi to grant this!”
The old black-clad man sneered coldly, then said, “Zhang Ruochen, make your move! Let the First Queen also contribute some effort. Today, we will both clean house and eradicate heresy.”
The burial cloth on the old black-clad man emitted a mysterious and pure blood energy. Instantly, the heaven and earth rules of White Desolate Star fully manifested, then triggered the Grand Qi Ancestral Symbol Divine Formation in the sky.
Dense ancestral symbol runes enveloped the star, filling the blood-colored sea of clouds.
“Boom!”
The human head dharma manifestation in the sky shattered in an instant.
But after it shattered, a divine lamp emerged there.
The dark green light emitted by the divine lamp dispersed the blood mist, shook the runic patterns, and sought to tear open a new breach in the Grand Qi Ancestral Symbol Divine Formation.
“The Life-Death Lamp! It seems your backer is the Life Ancestor. No wonder you’ve cultivated your spiritual power to this level. The problems within the Destiny Temple are indeed not small.”
The old black-clad man said.
Legend had it that the Life Ancestor possessed unparalleled ambition, intending to refine twelve divine lamps, each infused with the power of the twelve aspects of destiny, so that the light of destiny could illuminate the entire universe, thereby mastering the life, aging, illness, death, fortune, misfortune, past, and future of all things.
This was an attempt to use the twelve divine lamps to replace the Nine Cauldrons, challenging the historical status of the Nine Great Witch Ancestors single-handedly.
But he spent his entire life refining only three and a half lamps.
Three were the Soul-Devouring Lamp, the Life-Death Lamp, and the Origin Lamp.
The other was only half-finished, not yet reaching the divine artifact level, when he died of old age.
The lamps he refined were, of course, inferior to the Nine Cauldrons.
But even so, in the art of artifact refining, no one since ancient times could claim to be superior to him.
Because, besides the lamps, he had several other divine artifacts passed down through the ages.
Affected by the light of the Life-Death Lamp, many places on White Desolate Star saw deserts sink, Long Life Blood Trees split open, mountains collapse…, and thick corpse energy and blood energy surged from beneath the ground in these areas.
One after another, divine corpses crawled up from underground.
“Get back!”
The old black-clad man shouted, stomping his foot on the ground.
Immediately, sand and earth refilled, suppressing the divine corpses back into their graves.
“The Corpse Burying Man buries not only the Undying Blood Clan’s gods who died of old age but also invading enemies.”
The old black-clad man charged straight up toward the Life-Death Lamp, using the corpse energy from his burial cloth to cover the lamp’s light. Then, he triggered the Grand Qi Ancestral Symbol Divine Formation and attacked Quantliang Huang, who stood outside White Desolate Star.
Zhang Ruochen and Shang Tian clashed again, but this time, Shang Tian did not fight Zhang Ruochen head-on. Instead, he flew toward Ice Emperor.
After activating the formation, Zhang Ruochen’s combat power had indeed greatly increased, but his speed was hampered by the formation, preventing him from intercepting Shang Tian quickly.
“Whoosh!”
A divine arrow, wrapped in the radiance of the Radiant Divine, shot through the air toward Shang Tian.
Over the past ten thousand years, A Fuya’s cultivation had advanced rapidly. This physical body had gone from the Qiankun Infinite level to the peak of the Great Unbound Infinite, no longer a burden to the Ancestor remnant soul. Her combat power was naturally far greater than before.
Facing an arrow shot from her divine bow, even Shang Tian had to be cautious. He temporarily abandoned his assault on Ice Emperor and swung his Demon God Stone Pillar to strike the divine arrow.
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